Trials of the Junsuikaoni: Beginnings (Book 0)

Noah Gremory never wanted much out of life and has always enjoyed living humbly with his mother and older brother Caleb in their small textile district of the Wakaba Prefecture. You can say his life is nothing other than ordinary with the exception of just one thing…he lives in a post-apocalyptic world of demons. 450 years after the end of the “Cursed War” of the Junsuikaoni demons, which took the lives of billions and destroyed most of the planet, the world has been reborn, but the threat of the Junsuikaoni still remains, leading to a strict system of control for those afflicted. Noah never paid much mind to these things, as it had nothing to do with him, or so he thought. However, on the day of his 12th birthday, something changes in him. This leads to a series of events that propels Noah into the center of this world of demons that he doesn’t really understand and sets him on his path of destiny. Will Noah come out of this journey unscathed or will he succumb to the darkness?


8. The Misfits Assemble



            I sit in the corner of my cell with my knees against my chest and my head down. Why am I even here? I was in my normal room until just a few days ago and then they suddenly brought me to this new room. Unlike my old room though, it’s more like a prison cell with its small space, white walls and floors, all of which are padded and a toilet, sink, desk and bed are the only pieces of furniture present. Have I done something bad or have they finally decided I’m insane? Why am I here! I can’t help but continuously ask myself these questions, terrified of what’s going to happen to me. The only people who’ve come around have been staff that come to bring me food, new clothes and items to wash myself. They’ve always been women, which makes me feel a little less nervous, but how long before men start to come? I haven’t been touched in almost 2 years, since those guards were finally caught, but I’m still not safe. At any time, I can be attacked again, because that’s what it means to be a girl. I learned from a young age that men are always in control and there’s nothing I can do about it, so I might as well just lay back and enjoy it right? That’s what they always said and I’ve finally accepted it. Still, they scare me. Even after the men stopped coming, I still couldn’t feel safe around men. In class or any other activity where we were all integrated, I still went crazy if a boy even looked at me, so naturally, this made these activities almost impossible. So they ended up having to give me private lessons, ultimately isolating me even more from my class. I didn’t really mind though, as long as I was alone I was happy. I can easily drift into my own mind for hours, it gives me the most peace and comfort. One thing I can say for sure, no matter how much the psychologists try to make me, I will never trust any man again.

            I start to doze off, but then I hear the familiar sound of the door unlocking. My heart begins to race as usual, always terrified that a man is finally coming for me, but as I peek to the side, I see it’s a woman. I relax a little, but I make no motions to move. She stands there for a minute, then comes closer.

            “Hi there.” Her voice is shaky. “Your name is Lilianna right? My name is Kira. Do you mind if I talk to you for a few minutes?” She fiddles her fingers, she’s obviously nervous and that eases my fear. I nod and slightly raise my head just enough so that we can both get a good view of each other. She sits.

            She says nothing, seeming unsure of what to say, so I decide to say something. “Who are you?”

            “I’m…” She acts as though she doesn’t know what lie to tell me, finally saying, “I’m just staff.”

            It’s an obvious lie, as I expected, but rather than question it I ask, “Do you know why I’m here?”

            She suddenly looks pained and starts crying seemingly for no reason. I don’t know anything about her, but for some reason, my heart starts to hurt too. “Why are you crying? Did I do a bad thing?”

            She looks at me with a shocked expression and then throws her arms around me, trapping me in her embrace. She hugs me tight and says, “I don’t know how much pain you’ve had to deal with all this time and I’m sorry that no one was there to save you sooner, but I just want you to know you’re not bad. You’re a good girl, who’s very important, so never think less of yourself. You are loved, I promise.” Even though I don’t know her, just one hug from this stranger makes me feel warm and safe. Suddenly overwhelmed, I start to cry like I’ve never cried before. For five long minutes we cry together and then just like that she lets go, the guard signals her to leave and she is gone. Then I was all alone again. I suddenly wanted to cry again, feeling abandoned, but before I could, a staff member came inside just moments later. My eyes go wide and I back away as a man walks towards me. I prepare for the worst.

“Please don’t be scared, I’m just here to take you to your new room. You don’t want to stay here right?” I don’t respond, but I just gently shake my head. He doesn’t look menacing, but I still don’t trust him.

“Ken,” A woman’s voice calls out. “Let me take it from here. I think she’d feel safer with me, right?” The woman looks at me and I nod my head. The man nods his head in acknowledgement and leaves.

“I’m sorry about that Lilianna, I was running a bit late and so he was just doing what I was assigned to. I’m sure you want to get out of this dreary place, so would you mind following me?” She smiles at me.

I start to feel at ease and feel as though I can trust her. I stand upright and as she begins to walk, I follow. We walk up two flights of stairs and into a wing I’ve never seen before. She keys in a code and an automatic door opens up. We continue on and as we walk, I see a pretty cool looking set up.

After making it down a long hallway, we walk into a large open room with colorful chairs, tables, a TV, game systems, a stereo and book shelves. To the right there is a dining area, with the kitchen being just behind. Everything is so colorful and high tech, I’m in awe. Even during recreational time we never got to hang out in places like this. I wonder why she’s brought me here. We finally stop walking.

“Pretty nice place right? This is your social room, it’s the place for you and your friends to just hang out and have fun when you’ve got free time. The kitchen will be all access as well, though we know you haven’t had much opportunity to practice cooking, so a chef will be in twice a day to prepare lunch and dinner for you. Breakfast foods will be stocked as well. There will also be cleaning staff assigned to clean three times a week, so no need to worry about that. I also want to assure you, all the staff will be women and strictly screened. Now let’s continue.”

She starts walking again, down another hallway, though not as long and finally stops at a door on the left. She keys in a key code and once again, an automatic door opens. We walk inside and I’m in awe. I look around to see a brightly decorated room, with two twin beds, dressers, desks and bathrooms. The room is a neutral color, but still stylish enough to be considered a girls room. “This is really my room?”

“Yes, it really is your room. Well, you will have a roommate.” My smile fades and she notices. “Oh but don’t worry! It’s a girl naturally and she’s very solitary so you two should be able to cohabitate just fine. In fact, she’s quite respectful so she’d certainly adhere to any boundaries you’d want to place.”

Her words soothed me slightly, but I’m still a bit wary of the idea. I had my own room before because I couldn’t be social with anyone very well, not even girls. So it’s hard to think it’ll be any different with her, but I don’t want to go back to my old room or that prison room, so I just nod and accept my fate.

“I promise that everything will be ok Lilianna, you have my word. No one will be able to access this room but you two and me of course. We’re the only ones in the whole world who’ll know the code, it’s the only way to get in. Oh, I’m Gia by the way. You can think of me as your personal advisor. I’ll be here to help you with anything you need. So just leave it to me. Will that be ok Lilianna?” I nod and she smiles wider. “Great. Now let me go get her. We’ll be back soon so just make yourself at home.” I nod again and she leaves. I sit at my desk and look around the room. Maybe a roommate won’t be so bad. I think I’d feel a bit lonely in a huge room like this.

About fifteen minutes later, Gia returns and introduces my roommate, Mai. Seeing her darkly toned skin and long blue hair up in a ponytail, she looked really pretty. But she also seemed so tough and had such a muscular figure, it actually made me a little scared. My head was all jumbled up. I knew she was a girl, but my instinct was reacting in a way it normally would around boys. I was scared and awed by her at the same time and the way she stared at me didn’t help me feel any more at ease. What’s weird though is that although she’s staring at me so intently, as uncomfortable as it made me, it also made me feel safer than ever before. I felt as though she would always be there to protect me and that she would be the only person I could really trust. She seems to be out of it, but suddenly comes back at Gia’s call.

 “I apologize for my strange hesitation. I’m Mai. I really hope we can get along Lilianna.” She smiles.

She seemed so sincere and kind that I instantly forgot my fear and I smiled for the first time in forever, raising up my hand in response to her greeting. For some reason I felt really bashful, but still I said, “Lili, just call me Lili.” She smiled brightly and in that moment I knew I’d finally made my first true friend.


96, 97, 98, 99…100. I lower myself down on to my stomach as I finish my push up set. I take a minute to catch my breath and then switch my position around so that I’m now lying on my back. I begin my next set of sit ups, counting off each rep in my head. 1, 2, 3, 4, 5…. I’ve done this routine continuously each day since they brought me here a couple of days ago. They showed up to my classroom that day and asked me to come with them. They brought me to this closed observation room and told me to make myself at home, saying nothing more. I was curious of the reason they may have had to bring me here, but despite this I never once asked why or questioned their orders. So until they brief me on the situation, I’ll just continue to train my mind and body, as it’s a more efficient use of time than simply lounging around. If you’re inefficient, then you’re useless in an army. There is no time for fun in war, that’s what I’ve learned during my time here. We live here under the guise of simple students, but I know the truth. We are simply being conditioned and trained to be the most efficient soldiers so that we may be of use in battle. You survive or you die, there are no other options. That’s our only purpose.

The door unlocks and someone enters, but I make no effort to stop my workout, assuming it’s just a staff member bringing my daily lunch rations. However, I hear an unfamiliar voice instead. “Are you Mai?”

I stop my workout and sit up, wiping my forehead with my arm as I take a sip of water. “Yes sir.”

He walks closer to me, pauses, looks at my desk chair and asks, “May I sit. I’d like to chat a bit.”

“Of course. This isn’t my room, I have no authority to refuse you. I’ll do my best to be of help to you.”

He smiles slightly and says, “You really are quite compliant aren’t you? Who’d have thought?”

I look at the greying man in confusion. “I’m sorry Sir, but I’m unsure how I should respond to that.”

“Oh no, I apologize. I was just thinking out loud, no need to respond. I was a bit of a troublemaker in my younger years, but I had a lot of fun. I grew up a bit when I was older of course, being assigned to my regime and all. They trained us hard, but honestly if they hadn’t, I may not have been here today.” He looks away, seemingly recounting his younger days. Somehow I feel a connection to him, but it’s fleeting. He looks back to me and smiles as he says, “Sorry about that. So I guess you enjoy exercising?”

He looks at me and I suddenly realize that I’m sweating heavily and probably look unpresentable. I try my best to wipe the sweat with my shirt. “I’m very sorry Sir. I am ashamed that you would have to see me in such an unruly state. It’s completely unacceptable, I’ll accept whatever punishment you see fit.”

He chuckles. “Hey now, please relax. There’s no need to be so formal. I’m not here as a professional or anyone of real standing, I just simply wanted to talk to you a bit. I find you to be interesting. I’ve seen your profile and you are quite impressive to say the least. They say you are the most befitting of being a solider due to your high level of diligence and efficiency, but you’re also the most intelligent student at the academy too. That is seriously impressive, I’m sure your parents would be extremely proud.”

“I have never met my parents Sir so I cannot give an opinion on that statement. I am honored that you’d speak so highly of me and I will do my best to continue to live up to the ideals expected of me, Sir.”

He looks at me in awe, but also with a tinge of sadness and for just a moment, I felt as though my tough exterior could crack, but I hold firm. The guard knocks on the door to signal him and so he stands up and looks at me once more. “I’m glad you’ve become such a respectful young lady, but take it from this old man, don’t forget that there are times when happiness and friendship are more important than the mission. I wish you all the best.” We shake hands firmly and then with a gentle smile, he’s gone. I find myself slightly confused, unsure of what he meant and even more so confused at my own feelings. Somehow, I feel as though I just met someone significant, but I’ll likely never know exactly who. I shrug, deciding it wasn’t worth thinking about too deeply and continue my work out from the beginning.

About ten minutes later, I hear the door unlock an open once again, but this time I stop and stand in attention, not wanting to be caught in an unfavorable position again. A woman with brown hair enters.

“Hello Mai, my name is Gia and I’ve been assigned as your advisor. I’m here to take you to your new living quarters. Would you mind coming with me?” She has gentle blue eyes and a warm smile.

“Yes of course. Forgive my current state. I haven’t yet had an opportunity to wash myself.”

“Don’t worry about that. You’ll have the opportunity to shower in a very nice bathroom soon. Come with me.”

She guides me out of the cell and we walk up a flight of stairs and to a door that seems to lead to a private sector. After keying in a code, we enter and walk into a modern and high-tech living area. She shows me around a bit and then leads me down the hall to what will be my bedroom. We stop near the door and she motions me to move closer. I oblige and she leans up towards my ear.

“Ok, so this is going to be your room. You’ll be sharing it with another girl, but you need to know that she’s very shy and withdrawn. She’s got an unfortunate history of sexual abuse and so it’s made her into a very cautious and anxious person, especially in the presence of men. She’s better around other girls, but she still likes to keep her distance so it would be best if you give her some space for a while. You each have your own spaces, including your own bathrooms, so it shouldn’t be too difficult, but just be cautious of what you say or do around her, especially since you’re a bit…” She pauses unsure if she should say it, but I knew immediately was she was thinking as everyone does, I look a bit like a boy.

It’s always been common for people to say that I’m a bit masculine, in fact most of my classmates would call me the Ice Prince. I’ve always been more aggressive and rough like the boys, but I like to believe that I’ve retained at least portions of my feminism as well. I don’t think it’s a crime to prefer wearing a boy’s uniform rather than a girls’, I just hate dresses and skirts, but that doesn’t mean I’m ashamed to be a girl and I even like fashionable things. However, I can see how this quality could be uncomfortable for a girl who’s been victimized by men all her life. “I understand Ma’am, I will be sure to give her adequate space.”

“Thank you I really appreciate it. Now, let’s go inside so I can introduce you two.” She opens the door.

We walk inside and I see a girl with a lightly tanned complexion, pink flowing hair and big round eyes look up at us. As her eyes connect with mine, I feel as though I’ve taken flight, my heart seemingly floating up in my chest. I feel as though I’m seeing an angel, before my very eyes and it’s magical.

“Mai is everything alright?” I’m brought back down to earth at the sound of Gia’s voice. “Oh you’re back I see. I don’t know where you went, but as I said this is Lilianna, she’ll be your roommate now.”

I shake my head and return to my normal demeanor, embarrassed I’d let myself slip for even a moment. “I apologize for my strange hesitation. I’m Mai. I really hope we can get along Lilianna.” I smile.

She stares back at me, seemingly both terrified and captivated, but after several seconds she bashfully raises her hand to mine. In the sweetest voice to ever grace my ears she says, “Lili, just call me Lili.”

It was in this moment that I knew I’d protect her and that precious smile. It would be our sacred oath. As our eyes connected, it felt as though my soul was captured in her embrace and hers in mine. I’d never thought much of fate, but I felt as though I was experiencing it first hand and suddenly that old man’s words became crystal clear. I’d sacrifice my very own soul to keep her safe, no matter the consequence.


I throw the ball against the wall, causing it to ricochet and fly back at me. I catch it effortlessly and throw it again, continuing my cycle of distraction since I was brought here. A couple of days ago they showed up and pulled me out of ability training, brought me to this room and left me. They didn’t explain why they were brining me here and ignore my repeated attempts to ask when they come to give me something. It seriously pisses me off so much! I mean don’t they know that I’m the strongest guy in the academy? How dare they treat me this way? If I could get away with it, I’d blast all those losers away with my fireballs. Maybe that’s what this is, a test to see how I’ll react. Maybe if I show them my skills they’ll finally see I’m worth it and let me out of this crap hole. Yea, that’s what I’ll do. I stand.

I walk over to the camera by the door and start to yell at it, knowing it’ll get the attention of whoever’s watching. “Hey! You guys can see my right? What’s the deal, why am I here?” No response. I feel myself start to burn up. I materialize the biggest fire ball I can and throw it against a far wall expecting it to singe it, but it remains clear. “What gives? Is this padding flame resistant? Are you people actually imprisoning me in here?” No one responds and so now I really lose it.

I fling fireball after fireball around the room and one of them catches on the bed. That is apparently not inflammable and lights up like a bonfire. I laugh out loud and turn once again to the camera.

“How do you like that, I’ll burn this place down. Are you going to let me burn alive in here? Is this my death sentence? Am I being punished?” I suddenly think about THAT event and I begin to fear it’s true.

Just as I start to get really worried that they are leaving me here to die, the door finally opens. I grin triumphantly as I turn towards the door. “Ha, I knew you’d open up eventually, did you really think-.”

“Shut it you delinquent!” To my surprise, a woman walks inside and with a flick of her wrist, the fire immediately snuffs out and she turns to scowl at me. “Are you so immature that you’d danger yourself?”

She looks at me with a seriously intimidating look and I feel like a kid who had just been scolded by his mother. No, what am I talking about, I don’t have one of those, this lady’s probably just a bitch. “No.”

She walks further in and looks at the desk chair as though she’s contemplating sitting down, but decides against it. She looks back to me. “You’ve got a real anger problem, do you know that? It’s absurd.”

She looks at me with such judgement and I find myself extremely offended by it. “What’s it to you? You don’t know me and you have no right to reprimand me for what I do. You’re not my mother.”

She momentarily loses her composure, as if that hurt her, but just as quickly she was back to herself. “You’re right about that, but I can still call you out on being a spoiled brat. That’s clear for all to see.”

“What are you even doing here lady? Do you get off on belittling minors? Why am I here anyway?”

“You are quite annoying you know that?” She said it as though it was supposed to be offensive, yet she starts laughing. She composes herself and says, “Sorry, it’s just you remind me a bit of myself.”

I’m a bit weirded out, but I don’t let it show. “Congratulations. Now would you tell me why I’m here?”

“So impatient I see. Unfortunately I cannot tell you why you’re here, but I’d imagine that you’ll be informed very soon. I’m just here to offer some advice. I’ve heard about you and I felt you could use it.” “It’s not advice I need, its answers. If you can’t give me that, then you’re useless to me and should just leave now. While you’re going, tell those losers out there that they better start giving me some answers soon or I’ll burn this whole freaking cell down, even if I have to put myself at risk. Don’t doubt me.”

She smiles as though she finds me amusing and it annoys me, but at the same time, I kind of feel as though this lady might get me. Normally people would back off of get defensive against me by now, but she’s very calm.

“Listen Nikoli, you’ve got great spirit and I really admire that, truly. However, if you keep acting this way with no restraint, you’re going to put yourself or those you care about in danger. It’s especially dangerous in battle.”

“Well there’s no one I care about, so that won’t be a problem. I’m not afraid to die either. I fear nothing.”

“That may be true, but even still, you must learn control. Even if you don’t care about yourself and even if you have no loved ones, there are still dire consequences for acting in such a way. Believe me, I know. I lived it.”

“Just because you screwed up and caused some bad event doesn’t mean I’m destined to. I know what’s best and so I’d never be in such dangerous situations and I’m one hell of a leader too, so my unit wouldn’t be in danger.”

“Nikoli.” She begins to continue her lecture, but just then a guard signals her, telling her that it’s time to go.

“Oh, well look at the time, looks like you’re done here. Thanks for that totally useless advice though. Take care.”

She looks at me as though she’s reached her limit on trying to get through to me. She walks over to the door, but just before she walks out she gives a final warning, “One day you’ll be faced with a choice that will likely determine the fate of your entire unit. I pray you’ll choose with your head; not your fury. All the best to you.”

She walks out and the door shuts behind her. I’m left thinking about what she said and as I do, it just pisses me off. I look at my bed, it was scorched. I thought back to how she stifled the fire with no effort, something I couldn’t do and it frustrated me. As marked children we can summon our element and project it out, but only in small portions. To fully extend our powers to be useful in battle we need to amplify it with some sort of medium; usually a weapon of some sort to conduct the energy out of. We don’t learn advanced weapon training like that though until we reach secondary level at age 15, so I’ve still got a year to wait. This pisses me off too because with my power I could easily kill any of those advanced lessons if given the chance. The bottom line is, only masters can control their powers that skillfully, but even they cannot control natural elements. We have control over our projected elemental energy that is projected from our souls, but marked children cannot control external elements found in nature. However the Ancient Junsui demons could do so and so much more, how I envy them.

About ten minutes after she left, a woman comes to fetch me. She introduces herself, but I pay her no mind and just follow her as she requests. She brings me to this living sector decked out with some fancy tech and drops me off in a decently sized and designed room. She says some other stuff about a roommate and whatever, but I tune her out. Once she leaves I head right for the shower, I haven’t had a decent one in days. I’m so happy we have our own bathrooms, I hate having to share. Hence, a roommate doesn’t appeal to me, but I’ll just ignore him as I do everyone else, easy. As I exit the bathroom, I see a surprisingly muscular guy with green, neatly combed hair, removing his shirt and standing in just his boxers. He turns to me and beams a smile. “Hey roomie, taking a shower too? Are they nice?” He reaches for his boxers and my face turns red. This may be harder than I thought.


I lie on my bed and hum a song, Yankee Doodle I think. I’m not really good with remembering song names and stuff, in fact I’m not really all that smart, but at least I have lots of friends. In classes, everyone relied on me for help. I’d help them do their assignments and get them whatever they asked for and do anything they asked me to because they were my friends. I’m always loyal to my friends. Even though I got bullied a lot and they didn’t try and help me, I never got mad because it’s scary to fight. Fighting can really hurt people and I don’t ever want to hurt anyone…never again. I think about Toru, my pet bunny. Is he being fed properly, is he feeling lonely? I’ve never been away from him for so long, but they brought me here a couple of days ago and said I had to stay here for a little while, but Toru would be ok. I’ve had him for as long as I can remember. He snuck inside somehow and I happened to find him. They weren’t going to let me keep him at first, but after causing a major fuss, the council gave the approval to let me keep him. He’s my best friend, so I really hope I’ll get to see him again soon.

The door opens and a man comes inside. He looks like he’s very wise somehow and smiles as he comes in. He sits down at the foot of my bed, as if he’s an old friend just coming to visit. “Hello Gunther.”

I sit up and sit with my legs pulled inwards, holding them together with my hands. “Hi, who are you?”

“Oh, just an old man I guess. I’m more interested in you. I’ve heard about how friendly you are, that’s a wonderful thing, but I wonder if you are getting the respect you deserve in return?” He looks at me and can probably see my puzzled expression and so he chuckles and rephrases his question. “I’m sorry, I might be a bit too wise for my years. I just mean, are your friends as nice to you as you are to them? Do they do things for you and help you when you need it, or do they only ask you to do things for them?”

I finally understand his question, but I don’t understand the point of it. “I like helping my friends and they’re always happy when I do, so then I’m happy too. That’s all that matters isn’t it?”

“Well yes, it’s always admirable to be selfless and help others without expecting anything in return, but at the same time, you must be careful not to be a push over and let them take advantage of you. True friends would want to help you sometimes when you’re in need, as a thank you for all you do for them. If they are not willing to do that, then they are probably not your real friends. If they don’t stand up for you when you’re bullied, then they’re not your real friends. Do you understand what I’m saying?”

I find myself feeling overwhelmed by his words. “I, I like my friends! They’re good people, but you make them seem mean. If I really needed help they would help me, but I never need it so it’s ok. I really am happy just to see them happy. Even if I am taken advantage of sometimes, it still makes me happy!”

He looks at me with a mix of sadness and pity. “You really are too nice for your own good Gunther.”

Now I’m more confused than ever. “I’m too nice? I don’t understand, isn’t being nice the right thing?”

“There is a difference between being kind and being naïve and you need to learn that difference. You need to learn what it means to have true friends, so that you’ll have a reference to compare your current friends to. I guarantee you’ll see a whole different perspective. That’s my biggest hope for you son.”

“Huh, son?” His eyes go wide for a moment, but then return to normal. Just then a guard signals him.

“Oh, I don’t mean son in that way. It’s just a common phrase old guys like me use to address younger boys such as yourself. A lot of people say it.” He stands and walks towards the door. “Good luck to you…son. Please be happy.” He gives a tender smile before walking out, the door shutting behind him.

I’m still just slightly confused, and I feel as though I’m missing something important, but I quickly put it out of my head and lie back down, reflecting on his words. If that’s not friendship then what is I wonder.

The door opens again ten minutes later and a pretty woman walks in. I sit up again as she says, “Hi Gunther, my name is Gia and I’ll be your advisor from now on. Would you mind coming with me?”

I stand up now and enthusiastically say, “Sure! Will I be going back to my room now? Is Toru ok?”

“Yes, Toru is just fine and will be back in your arms a bit later. However I’m taking you to a new room with some new friends for you to meet. I’ve already brought your roommate there so he should be waiting. So what do you say we head over there now? You’d be able to get more comfortable as well.”

“Ok sure! I love making friends. Is he cool? Does he like rabbits? Is he an earth elemental like me?”

She simply laughs at my questions and excitement. I don’t take it personally though because I know that sometimes I’m a chatterbox and get a bit overly excited about things. Most people say they like that about me. We walk into this fancy looking sector that could be something like a clubhouse. “Welcome to your new home. You’re the last one to arrive for now, so you’ll all be able to unwind and get to know each other. For the next few hours you have free reign to do as you wish, but we just ask you all remain within this sector until the General has briefed you all. He should arrive later tonight with your final friend. You can pass all this info onto the others. I’m exhausted from tours. Oh here's your room code. I’ll see you guys later on, have fun.”

She leaves and I walk into my room. I hear the shower, good idea. I start to undress and after removing my shirt, my roommate comes out. “Hey roomie, taking a shower too? Are they nice?” For some reason he turns red. I wonder why? Well whatever, I’m sure we’ll be good friends.

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